CHAPTER 11

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~You're like snow, beautiful but cold.

I followed him upstairs towards his room. His room was quite simple yet looked amazing.

It was quite big, he had a bed which had a FC Barcelona symbol above, with posters stuck all over his wall. Mostly of sports, particularly football. A window right near his study table which looked pretty.

The room was blue in colour, and he had a TV too in his room and few working out materials.

And then there was a guitar, a red and black guitar hung in corner of the room. He had a closet across his bed, it was a legit sliding door one, white in colour. And then there was another door, which is the restroom I assume.

"Pretty cool uh?" Archer asked, as I was in awe with his room.

"Yeah! It's so cool." I replied.

"By seeing this, it doesn't seem like you have any interest in studies." I said.

"Obviously not, i intend on becoming something else." He replied. 

"And what that might be, may I know?" I asked.

"You'll know."  He replied.

"Hmm." I nodded. 

"Wow! You know how to play the guitar?" I asked him, looking towards it.

"Yeah, Kind of. Have a seat, I'll go get stuffs." He said.


Archers Pov:

I gathered everything which I hadn't even touched in ages and got it upstairs.

Why in the fudging world does she even like Luke. My face always had a 'ew' expression every time I think about it.

As I made my way towards my room, I could hear the guitar strumming and the words playing along beautifully through her mouth. She had an amazing voice. But obviously I wasn't going to tell her that.

"you're movin' on, I'm breakin' down tonight

And in the end no matter how hard I try

Unloving you is so hard to do

It's like trying to fight the rising tide

It's like catching the moon

or telling the stars not to shine"

What perfect lines to justify me. I knocked twice and opened the door.

Claire was playing unloving you by Anson seabra in my guitar.

"Please have mercy on my ears." I told her.

"Shut up Archie." She said.

Oh, hell nah, no one is allowed to call me that except my mom.


CLAIRE POV:

I couldn't resist more so I decided to play the guitar. I love playing the guitar, it's the coolest instrument ever and I'm glad I learnt how to play it.

As I went halfway through the song Archer came in.

"Please have mercy on my ears." He said. 

"Shut up Archie." I said.

"No just no." He said.

"See everyone likes pissing you off. It's so fun to do that." I laughed.

"You should try to enroll your name in the festival that is happening the coming week." He said.

"For what?" I asked.

"Singing." He said.

"I thought your ears were bleeding."

"I will put protection for my ears and come. It's for the others to suffer."

Okay, so he's just replacing the word 'enjoy' with 'suffer'.

"I know I have a beautiful voice Archie." I told.

He gave a death glare.

"What will you take to shut up Clairiee?" He said in a sarcastic annoyed tone.

"Why don't you play me the guitar and then maybe I can think?" I suggested.

"No." He replied.

"Then Archie it is. What's the big deal in that name anyways?"

"I'll play. Give it here." he said. 

"Thankyou!!" I said excitedly, handing over the guitar to him.

"What song do you want me to play?" He asked.

"Any song you know." I replied, and after a deep thought he started to play.

"To be young and in love in New York City 

To not know who I am but still know that I'm good long as you're here with me

To be drunk and in love in New York City 

Midnight into morning coffee

Burning through the hours talking"

 I joined him in the chorus, and we ended up having a good sing along karaoke.

"Damn, I like me better when I'm with you

I like me better when I'm with you

I knew from the first time, I'd stay for a long time 'cause

I like me better when

I like me better when I'm with you"

"Hey! How about both of us participate in the festa coming week?" I asked him.

"Hell nah." He replied

"Oh come on, we make a good pair." I said, without thinking anything on how that sentence can be taken.

He looked at me, and I looked at him.

"As- as a singing duo I meant." I said.

"No."

"Pleaseeeeeee, it'll be fun." I forced him to tell yes.

"I'll think about it, let's finish what we have to for now." He said.

"So, you like Luke uh?" Archer asked me, in between finishing the work.

"Um, n-no, why?" I replied uncomfortably.

"You cannot Lie to me." He said locking his eyes with mine.

"It's just a lame crush." I said, I couldn't keep denying it forever.

"Ooooo"~ He teased. 

"Oh, shut up. It's not that you wouldn't have a crush." I replied.

"I don't."

"Someone at least? Previously? It can't be that you wouldn't even have had a crush." I said.

"No. No one. I have better jobs to do." He said. 

"Hmm, it's okay, I'll find someone good for you don't worry."

"Too stressful that would be." He said.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"You have no clue on what kind of person I even want." He replied.

"Go ahead, give me the description." I asked.

"You." he said. For a second my brain stopped working.

"For sure not." He completed the sentence.

"Well, that's sad, cause I'm one of a kind, you can't also get me. Your loss Archie." I said, teasing him.

"Shut up Ivy."

"Ew, no, not the middle name." I said, scrunching my nose.

"Then shut up." He said.

*****

Finally, we finish the damn assignment and finally for god's sake this assignment chapter is over. 

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